The Atlanta constitution. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1885-19??, 1887-12-06

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! about doing good OF what has the victim
been guilty? Guilty Of saving a world Tel
mo, We heavens and earth, was there ever such
/ another criminal? Was there ever such a
| crime On that hill of carnage, that sunless
day, amid these bowling rioters, may not your
| sims aud mine have pcrished? j believe it,
Oh, the ransom has been paid. Those
| arms OF Jesus were stretched out so
! wide that when he brought them to-
| gelher again they might embrace the
| world Oh that might, out of the blossoms
| of the spring, or the flaming foliage of the
| autumn. make one wreath for my Lord Oh
| that all the triumphal arches Of sthe world
| could be swung in one gateway, whore the
| King Of Glory might come i'm Oh that all
tho harps and trumpets and organs Of earthly
| music might, in one anthem, speak of His
praisel
But what were earthly flowers to Him who
walketh amid tho snow OF ithe white lilies of
hcavonl What wore arches of earthly ma
sorry to Him who hath about His throne a
rainbow spun out Of everlasting snnshine
What were all earthly music to lin when the
hundred aud forty and four thousand on ono
side, aud the chcrubim, and seraphim and
archangels stand on the other side, and all the
space between is filed with the doXologies of
eternal jubilee the hosannah of n redeemed
earth, the hallelujah Of unfallen angels song
after song rising about the throne Of God and
OF the lamb. In that pure, high place, let Him
hear us. Stop! harps OF heaven, that our poor
cry may be heard.
Oh, my Lord Jesus it will not hurt Thee for
ono hour to step out from the shining throng.
They will make it all up when Thou goest
back again. Come hitler, o blessed One, that
we may kiss Thy feet. Our hearts, too long
withheld, we now surrender into Thy keeping.
When Thou goest back, tell it to all the immor-
tails that The lost are found, and let Thy Faith
er's house ring with the music and the dance.
They have some old wine in heaven, not
used except in rare festivities. In this world,
these who arc accustomed to use wine on great
occasions bring out the beverage and say,
"Ihs wine is thirty years old, - or "foty years
old But the wine OF heaven is more than
eighteen centuries old 1t was prepared at the
time when Christ trod the wine-press alone.
When such grieyous sinners as we
come back, methinks the chamber
lain Of heaven cries out to the SER
wants: This is unusual joy! Bring up from
the vaults OF Heaven that old wine. Fill all
the tankards. Let all the whiterobed guests
drink to the immortal health of those new
born sons and daughters of the Lord Almigh-
~" There is JOY in Heaven among the
angels Of God over one sinner that repenteth;
and God grant that that one may be you
Again, in order TO have Alright heart it must
be forgiying heart. And old writer says:
"To render good for evil is God-like; good for
good man-like evil for good devil-lilxe."
Which OF these natures are we? Christ will
have nothing to do with us as long as we have
any old grudge We have all been cheated
and lied about There are people who dislike
poverty and disgrace, they would say, Good
for himl Didn't tell you sou They never
have understood us and never will
They do not understand us. I'm
sanctified human nature says, "Wait till you
get good crack at him. and when at last you
find him in tight place, give it to him. Flay
him alive. No quarter. Leave not q rag of
reputation. Jump on him with both feet.
Pay him III his own coin-sarcasm for sarcasm,
scorn for scOrn, abuse for abuse" But, my
friends, that is not the right kind of heart.
No man ever did so mean q thing toward us as
we have done toward God. And if we cannot
forgive others, how can we expect God to for
give us? Thousands of men have been kept
out of heaven by an unforgiving heart.
Hero is some one who says, 81 will forgive
that man the wrong he did me about that
house and lot; will forgive that man who
oveireachcd me in bargain | will forgive
that man who sold mo shoddy evcrcoat; |
forgive them-all but one. That man L can
not forgive. The VILLAIN can hardly keep
my hands off of him. If my going to
heaven depends on my forgiving him,
then j Will stay out" Wrong feel
ing! II q man lie to me once, l am not called
10 trust him again. If a man betray me once,
/ am not called to put confidence in him
again. But would have no rest if 1 could
not offer sincere prayer for the temporal and
everlasting welfare of all men, whatever
mcanness and outrage they have inflicted upon
me. Ii you want TO get your heart right, strike
a match and burn up all your old grudges, and
blow the ashes away. IF you forgive not men
their trespasses, neither will your heavenly
An old Christian black woman was going
along the streets of New York with basket
of apples that she had for sale. A
rough sailor ran against her and upset the bas-
ket, and stood back expecting to hear her sCold
frightfuly but she stopped down and picked
up the apples, and said, God forgive you, my
son, as / do" The sailor saw the meanness of
what he had done, and felt in his pocket for
his money, and insisted that she should take it
all. Though she was black, no called her
mother, and sald Forgive me, mother; will
meyer do anything SO mean again" Ali there
is power in forgiving spirit TO overcome all
hardness. There is no way of conquering men
like that of bestowing upon them your pardon,
whether they will accept it or not.
Again. right heart is an eXpeotant heart.
Ii is poor business TO be building castles in
the air. Enjoy what you have now. Don't
spoil your comfort in the small house because
You expect larger one. Don't fret about your
income when il is three or four dollars per day,
because you expect TO have, after awhile. ten
dollars per day; or ten thousand year, be-
cause YOU expect it TO DO twenty thousand a
year. But about heavenly things, the moro
we think the better. Those castles are not in
the air, but on the hills, and VIC have deed of
them in our possession 1 like to
see man all full of heaven
lie talks heaven. He sings heaven He prays.
heaven He dreams heaven Some of us iu
our sleep have had tho good place opened to
us. We saw the pinnaoes in the sky We
heard the click of the hoois of the white
horses ON which yictors rode, and the clap
ping of the cymbals of eternal triumph And
while IN oar sleep we wero glad that all our
SORROWS were over, and burdens done with,
the throne of God grew whittier, whittier and
whittier, till we opened our eyes and saw that it
was only the sun of the earthly morning SHIN
ing ON our pillow. To have a right heart YOU
need 10 be filled with this expectancy. 1t
would make your priyations and annoyances
more beaable.
In the midst of the city Of Paris stands. or
did stand, statute Of the good, but broken
hearted Josephine. / never imagined that
marble could be smitten into such tenderness.
1t seems not liteless. II the spirit of ,Ioseph-
Inc be dlsentabernacled, the soul of the en-
press las taken possession Of this figure. L
am not yet satisfied that it is stone The huff
OF the dress on the arm seems to need i;i{ the
pressure OF the finger 70 iudont it, The figure
at thc bottom Of the robe, the rutlle at the
neck, the fur lining ON the dress, the embroid-
ery OF the satip the cluster of lily and leaf and
rose in her hand, the poise Of her body MS she
seems TO come sailing cut OF the sky her face,
calm. humble. beautiful. hut yet sad-attest
the genius og the sculptor and the beauty of
the heroine he celebrates. Looking up through
the riffs az tho gorppDt thsf ,,,s,,i.,,